Evdokia Charalampous sort of snuck up on me with these two short poems, both previously published in the UK, that take potentially nostalgic or melodramatic life moments and just cut to the quick in completely original, exquisitely nuanced language.

2016, we'd probably all agree, is a good contender for the King of Shitty Years. It was the year Donald Trump got elected and David Bowie died, and playing on the TV day and night, ever-present as static on a busted TV, Aleppo was burning.